William Stanley DavisAge 86.  He was born April 6, 1925, in Lansing, to William J. and Bessie (Baxter) Davis, and died April 3, 2012, at McLaren Greater Lansing.  He graduated from J.W. Sexton High School, and served in the U.S. Army from 1943 to 1946.

He married Marilyn Jean Sexton on April 10, 1947, and was employed by General Motors, Oldsmobile Division for 30 years, retiring in 1981.  He enjoyed many summers at the cottage on Clifford Lake, and was also a partner in Marilyn’s antique business.

Surviving are:  his loving wife of 65 years, Marilyn; daughters, Linda Craig of Laingsburg and Carole Anne Davis of Mason; 2 grandsons, Jonathan Craig of Grand Ledge and Ryan (Liza) Craig of Owosso; 5 grand daughters, Heather Craig, Jennifer Thompson, Julianne Craig, Sophia Marinez and Katie Jodway; 5 great-grandchildren; brother, Gerald (Patricia) Davis of DeWitt; niece, Cindy Puffenberger; and nephew, Jim Davis.  He was preceded in death by his son, Kurt William Davis and grandson, Corey Craig.

The funeral service will be held at 3:00 p.m. Friday, April 6, 2012, at the Estes-Leadley Greater Lansing Chapel, with interment to follow in Reed Cemetery in Laingsburg.  The family will receive friends at the funeral home from 2-4 and 6-8 p.m. Thursday.  In lieu of flowers, memorial contributions may be made to Juvenile Diabetes Association in memory of William Davis.

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    I knew Bill for many years, He was always gracious sometimes getting me and the kids tickets to many sporting events. Many times he attended the events with us. He seemed to really enjoy himself. We also enjoyed the place on the lake. I will remember him as a very respectable person.

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    Diane Clark Says:

    Fond memory: Bill’s look of “oh no, not again,” and his amazing patience, as Marilyn and I, once again rearranged everything in the antique shop. Will think of him as close as sitting in the car, listening to the baseball game, and reading the paper; always seemed to know when help was needed.

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